Everything is safely stored in the Archives
The light of the truth can be harsh to those who’ve been in the dark.
Trust is set on precedent—why should it be I who bleeds?
Life was taking way too long…who had breath to waste?
Everything is never quite enough.
I can be the right notion in the meantime, warm you like the sunshine.
... Stand in the light.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map